For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 958 | 2017-02-05 18:05:25 | 113.94 | 98% |
| 540 | 2017-01-03 01:56:15 | 100.66 | 93% |